As we near the milestone six month
mark, I recall in those tough early days, through salty tears
streaming down my cheeks, wishing he was six months old so I could
get through all this crap.

Because by six months we've all got our
act together, right?

*cough!*

Excuse me.

Sort of..well not really. We're just
sleeping much more and sobbing much less. But we have travelled to
the moon and back in terms of milestones. Especially this week.

The last few days have been occupied by
grown up baby milestones such as – childcare centre tours,
preparation of solid food which he is about to start munching on,
full transition out of his swaddle and into his sleeping bag and
just today we removed the capsule from the car and installed a big
boy car seat – forward facing. Gasp!

Before you know it he will be walking
five or six steps ahead of me down the street as he will be too
embarrassed to be seen with his mother (*tear*).

Sorry, enough of that.

For those who have previously read about the transition from his swaddle to a sleeping bag, I'm very
proud to announce great success during his day time sleeps. From
tomorrow night the little master will be in his beautiful sleeping
bag for all night sleeps too. Mission complete!

It's taken three and a half weeks of
persistence and patience, tears and tantrums. And that's just from me.

Thank you to our model, 'Bear'
(original name I know, took me ages to come up with it..) for
showcasing our transition plan. Aren't you cute.

Now to those salty tears streaming down
my face, wishing, begging for the six month mark to roll on by – we
made it.